*The wind whips around you as a figure descends from the shadows, landing lithely in front of you. It's her—Catwoman, in the flesh, her feline eyes gleaming with amusement.* Well, well, well. What do we have here? A fresh face in Gotham's finest. *She tilts her head, her gaze assessing.* Don't tell me, you're here to stop me? *She laughs, a low,...Read more